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Strategic Factoid Deployed  

Media Destroyed




Modern Haiku
3 lines
Each line has limited syllables
As follows 5 – 7–5




Inspired song
New York, New York
Song by Frank Sinatra



Footnotes
When You go on the Internet  
you don’t know if you’re getting the facts or  
you’re getting factoids.
Fake news  
Computer Generated
Media moguls
Directing the narrative,
Deceiving Society
It’s sad commentary
on the way of the world

FYI
My first use of hashtags
Poem to follow 😎
BLT Webster’s word of the day challenge
3-1-25 Factoid
a factoid is a brief and usually unimportant or trivial fact. Factoid may also refer to an inverted fact believed to be true because it appears in print.
Bijan Rabiee Apr 13
My imagination is crazy wild
Wilder than Poe's poems and stories
Wilder than Nature's fury
Nothing seems impossible to construct
In its enchanting forge of creation
My imagination climbs
Wherever logic crawls
Sometimes I knock on its door
When I cannot get off the floor
Sometimes it pulls me in
Like a maniac magnet
For it misses my playful madness
When I'm fit squarely on its wheel
It thrills me to visit the hills
The hills of visionary transportation
Where my senses get satisfied
Through dreamy flights
To supernatural heights
Where self is no longer itself
But a pair of variegated wings
Soaring the sky of bliss
Whoever or whatever created mankind
Perfectly knew in advance
That without imagination
Human race wouldn't be able to survive.
Americans
              Want
                 Less
Government
More
Freedom
Here’s                 The  Rub
Official’s
Stratagem
Have Been
At the
Trough
For.        So
Long.       They
Are.                Greedy
Rapid.                         Rats





Inspired songs

1)Money 1973
By Pink Floyd

2) nowhere to run to (nowhere to hide) 1965
By Martha and the Vandellas
BLG Word of the day challenge
March 15, 2025
Stratagem
A stratagem is a trick or plan for deceiving an enemy or for achieving a goal
The hate
You Give
Is the hate
You shall
Receive
70 times
Seven

For
Give
This is what I call Word Art
it’s supposed to be an
Exclamation Point
Bijan Rabiee Apr 12
It must have been yellow
But I saw blue
A trick of mind, of eyes perhaps
A chest of treasure my heart recalled
But my mind saw the sea
My eyes caught sight of hyacinth
My days are filled with doubts
Leading me to walls of auspicious delay
Friends of sky safeguard my freedom
Silver mysteries kick-start my rhythm
Where to go, what to do
I do not know till the moment arrives
I'm an archer in the midst of targets
But I wouldn't shoot without bets
Apples, oranges, strawberries
Make unconventional wines
Blue jays, cardinals, hawks
Carriers of lofty signs
My mistakes are breaks
Among fast-moving flock of exactitude
My horse is wary of the right roads
Afraid of skidding across the courts
Whose lips should I read
And how should I read them
Manners hidden between the lips?
Tenseness, directness, amusement
Or just pure nonsense
I will not be correct in my solution
For the lips are moved
By unseen masters
Controlling the moment's evolution
Sureness, Sureness you are a fraud
Authenticating my display of doubt.
We climb the Koro hill.

Forty years and still ascending
gives a good feel.

We stand under a Madhuca tree
blossoming in March heat and rain.

From the hilltop
the valley down below
looks dreamy grey.

We've greyed and graded
past full bloom.

In the wafting fragrance of Madhuca
we pray to hold on
for some more.
Koro hill, March 22, 2025, 2.30 pm
My love and gratitude for my fellow poets and friends for being with me this long 12 years on Hello Poetry.
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